Desires

Make me know you,

Like I really should

Help me love you

And others too

Keep my eyes upward looking

Let no gile or bitterness in me be seen.

Let flow from my heart,

Thoughts, that when reveal

Will stand justify

For they are pure indeed.

Draw me from the well of deep despair and dread.

Let me know the calm of your sweet gentle touch

Sieve me through the eyes of love's true quest

Let me come to thee undefiled, pure and washed.